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How near me came the hand of Death, / When at my side he struck my dear, …
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So now is come our joyful’st feast; / Let every man be jolly; …
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I Loved a lass, a fair one, / As fair as e'er was seen; …
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Now gentle sleep hath closèd up those eyes / Which, waking, kept my boldest thoughts in awe; …
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From “Fair Virtue” / SHALL I, wasting in despair, …
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Me so oft my fancy drew / Here and there, that I ne'er knew …
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Shall I, wasting in despair, / Die because a woman 's fair? …
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Hymn and Prayer for the Use of Believers / LORD! when those glorious lights I see …